The Immortal Doctress: Emperor’s Consort

Looking at the appearance of his elder brother's deep mud feet, Ling Qingye shook his head helplessly, the man in love...

After thinking about it, Ling Qingye's expression suddenly changed, not right!

He is a lonely family, so what is he worrying about here!

Even Gu Zening has Nangong Ling around him all day, as for himself...

...

The sun is shining and the sky is clear.

After Mu Zhiqing woke up, she was in a pretty good mood. Everything that happened last night was imprinted in her mind, and her cheeks were flushed unconsciously.

She seems too bold.

Therefore, she and Yun Ting are now...were in love, right?

The corners of her lips rose slightly unconsciously, and Mu Zhiqing walked out of the bedroom in a clear mood.

When Mu Zhiqing walked to the front, she suddenly found that black figure was sitting there, as if she had been sitting for a long time.

She was a little surprised. She woke up very early because she was thinking about what happened last night, but she didn't expect Yun Ting to be earlier than her?

After Ling Yunting noticed the footsteps coming from behind, his back became slightly stiff.

Her eyes turned slightly, and the look of the woman who had just woke up showed a trace of laziness, and her slightly hazy eyes became more and more charming and lovely.

He sat here all night and thought about it all night, until the moment she appeared, the spirit returned to reality.

He looked at her quietly, his beautiful and beautiful face in the dim light of the morning like a cast, perfect and impeccable.

If you observe carefully, you will find that there is a trace of complexity and uncertainty in those deep eyes like black holes.

His body was stiff, and his heart was even more nervous.

It seems to be worried that what the woman said last night was just an impulse caused by the environment, in case she wakes up, everything will not be counted...

The beauty of this kind of luck that suddenly came to him made him ecstatic, but he was worried about the loss afterwards. That was really an endless abyss.

After Mu Zhiqing noticed Ling Yunting's expression, she was also a little strange. Why did her respect look at her like this?

However, when she saw the uncertainty in her eyes, she was distressed and a little funny at the same time.

Her honor...

"Morning, sir." Mu Zhiqing said with a smile.

Ling Yunting replied invariably, "Morning."

Mu Zhiqing's eyes were filled with cunning, and she walked to the side slowly, preparing for breakfast as if nothing had happened.

Ling Yunting's gaze always fell on the woman, and after realizing that she looked the same as usual, his heart became more complicated.

Could it be... really an illusion?

"Zhiqing, last night..." He said in a deep voice.

Mu Zhiqing raised her eyebrows, "What happened last night?"

Ling Yunting's eyes darkened, and sure enough, what he worried most still happened.

The eyelids drooped slightly, covering the dark pupils, and blocking the emotions in my heart.

Mu Zhiqing sighed silently, but her heart softened.

In the next second, Mu Zhiqing smiled and sat beside Ling Yunting, wrapped his arms with both hands and leaned on his shoulders.

"You sit here all night?"

After seeing his incredible appearance, she guessed that he must have stayed up all night.

Her confession came too suddenly and beyond his expectations, so she felt incredible.

The moment the woman approached, Ling Yunting's heart trembled, until the woman's head was resting on his shoulders and Qingsi drooped down, his tense heart seemed to resume beating.